How the Zergs were Made

Chapter 693: Shuntian Sect

"Master Zhi, will there really be people living in such a wild place?"

The wise men of the Mang Army who left the Mang Army stopped and went, rode their horses for thousands of miles, and came to a remote barren mountain area far away from the main road. If it weren't for the fact that there was a trampling On the dirt road that came out, Zhishi's entourage had no doubt that they were in some unknown wilderness.

Looking at the deep dense forests on both sides of the dirt road, I couldn't help but feel terrified, worried that there might be beasts rushing out to attack them, and the entourage following the wise teacher asked the leader wise teacher with some anxiety.

Zhishi rode in front on his horse, indifferent to all the surrounding scenery, with a calm and relaxed look.

"Shuntian School pays attention to conforming to the general trend, everything goes with the flow, does not use manpower to change, does nothing and does not fight, but there are people who fight, and the mind is easily confused. The uninhabited wilderness is an excellent place to stay away from ordinary people's fights. It is very suitable Cultivate the nature of non-doing." The wise teacher replied to appease the followers.

"Will the Zongmen not criticize you, wise master, for joining our Mang army?"

The entourage who heard Zhishi’s explanation asked the puzzlement in their hearts. As the entourage, although they didn’t know everything, they still knew some things about Shuntianzong. However, a member of Zong joined the Mang Army, and even acted as a wise teacher to advise the Mang Army, which obviously did not match the description of 'doing nothing'.

The follower did not ask this question out of malice, but out of curiosity.

The wise teacher simply glanced at the inquiring follower, then withdrew his gaze, and replied flatly.

"I have no talent, and my heart and nature can't be compatible with Wuwei, so I can only leave the sect to find another way out. If it is not for evil spirits to make trouble this time, I will never come back in my life."

The Mang Army Zhishi and the others continued to advance along the dirt road for a while, and after turning over several hillsides, someone was already waiting for them in front of them.

"Sir, I have been waiting here for a long time."

Zhishi dismounted from his mount, and the other followers also dismounted.

"The sect asked you to come?" Mangjun Zhishi asked.

"Yes, Zongmen knows that you will come here, elder, so let me wait for you here."

The followers at the rear looked at each other, and let go of some worries in their hearts, because Zhishi said not long ago, they guessed that Zhishi was expelled from Shuntianzong because of some mistakes, if that is the case, according to the past Experience, their visit may be made things difficult.

Seeing that the people of Shuntianzong showed such respect for the wise teacher, it was certain that it was not what they thought.

"plz follow me."

The people of Shuntianzong said to the wise master and followers, and then led the way.

On the way, Zhi Shi was no longer as calm and breezy as before. He opened his mouth a few times and then closed it without making a sound, as if hesitating.

In the end, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind, and the wise mang army asked the receptionist who was leading the way.

"Why do you call me elder? I am no longer a member of the sect."

Mang Jun's wise master still remembers that senior is the respectful term for elders from the juniors in the Shuntian Sect, and it is not in accordance with etiquette to call someone outside the Shuntian Sect, even if the other party is a very old elder.

"You joined the sect earlier than me. Even if you leave the sect, you are still my elder. You deserve the title of elder. Please don't be offended, elder."

The receptionist didn't seem to understand the question of the wise mang army, and gave a simple answer without beginning and end, and the wise man mang army also showed some strangeness after that.

"How is the sect doing now? Is the sect master feeling better?"

The wise mang army asked the host with concern, and the host responded.

"It's already much better. Thanks to the medicine you ordered, my body is basically healed now, but I need more time to recuperate. After all, the suzerain is very old, no more than us young people."

The dirt road stretches to a thatched hut, which looks very simple, with many holes in the roof.

The host walked straight out of the dirt road at a corner, and told the followers of the wise master of the Mang army.

"Everyone, follow me closely. This forest is a guard forest. It is arranged to prevent outsiders from disturbing the sect. Without guidance, you will be trapped in it and never get out. You must follow me closely."

After saying this, the followers immediately tensed up, because it involved their own safety.

As they went deeper into the forest, the fog gradually lifted, and gradually became a thick fog that could only be seen a few meters away. The followers followed closely the people in front very carefully.

They didn't know how far they had traveled, but the followers felt that their eyes suddenly opened up, the fog cleared, and the forest had come to an end.

The goal is a prosperous scene. There are layers of terraced fields in the mountains in the distance. There are flowing water flowing down the mountains. The running water from the mountains converges into the lake, and scattered wooden boats can be seen on the lake.

"This, there is such a town hidden behind this forest?!"

Although the followers knew that they were going to a place called Shuntianzong long before departure, the Shuntianzong in front of them was far from the 'Shuntianzong' they thought of.

Noticing the astonishment of the entourage, the Mangjun Zhishi gave an affirmative answer.

"This is the Shuntian Sect."

Not long after Mangjun Zhishi and the others left the forest, a group of children ran towards them, and their playfulness could be heard far away.

"Look! It's an outsider! It's an outsider from outside the sect!"

The wise teacher looked at the followers and ordered.

"You give them what we brought."

"Oh well."

The followers felt that they had reacted after knowing it, and got busy.

"Children, I brought you some gifts from outside, ask the two of them to ask for it."

"What? Got a gift? Good!"

The wise teacher shouted to the children who were running, the children were stunned for a moment, then quickened their pace, fearing that they would fall behind others, they circled around the followers.

"Don't worry, one for each, everyone has a share..." said a follower.

The Mangjun Zhishi looked at the children playing, and couldn't look away for a long time. He didn't come back to his senses until the receptionist called him.

"Elder, please follow me, this way."

"Um."

Guided by the receptionist, they walked towards the tallest building in the town. It looked like an attic from the outside, with a total of fifty floors. The structure seemed to be a combination of man-made buildings and natural plants, without any obtrusiveness. , but gives a wonderful sense of harmony.

Guided by the host, Mangjun Zhishi met his old friend.

"Bo Tao, you're here."

"Master Enyong, long time no see."

The wise mang army saluted the other party respectfully, just like the receptionist saluted him before.

Elder Enyong signaled to Mangjun's wise teacher that there is no need to be so cautious. In order to ease the atmosphere, Elder Enyong also made a joke.

"The suzerain is not in good health, and now he can't stand being disturbed by outsiders, so I will meet with you. This is not in accordance with etiquette. I hope you will not be offended."